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Three people?

Jin Shouzhi fanned her thick eyelashes.

- She really didn't know that.

As the first generation of domestic entertainment boy group, "Pure" can be said to be popular all over the country, and even the number of foreign support clubs exceeds 1 billion!

Nan Xinliang all-round ace has long legs, is a natural idol, can control different styles of songs, and is known as the "stage emperor".

Another member, Lu Beichen, is not as tall as him, but he has a soft and cute atmosphere of youth, and people affectionately call him "national brother".

As long as he has seen him with his own eyes, there is absolutely no one who doesn't like him, because Lu Beichen is born with a strong affinity, and he is very popular with passers-by.

One south and one north, one as cold as ice, the other as hot as fire.

Together, invincible.

is such a perfect combination, the original blueprint is actually three people?

"You just said that Pure was originally a trio?" asked Kim Shouzhi.

"Yes. ”

Nan Xinliang replied in a low voice, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were like a layer of smoke and rain, and even his eyes were stained with a trace of haze.

"Before that, you paid more attention to the artists of Xing Z Meng, and you may not have paid attention to his agent. ”

He turned on his phone, found a data sheet, and handed it to Jin Shouzhi in his arms.

"Look at it. ”

"Lu Yun?" she pointed to the name column and read it out word by word.

"Sounds familiar. Nan Xinliang's voice seemed to be frosty, and he stretched out his finger and slid down two pages, "Look at it again, who does she look like." ”

Hearing this, Jin Shouzhi enlarged the picture and observed it carefully.

Although the picture is full of noise, you can vaguely look at the person in the photo. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt, and finally she took a breath of cold air in disbelief.

“...... Is it Lu Wanru?!" she was surprised.

"That's right. Nan Xinliang's eyes burned, "Lu Wanru, formerly known as Lu Yun, is affiliated with Xing Z Meng, and Mei Xin is a partner. ”

Jin Shouzhi's beautiful phoenix eyes shone brightly, and she narrowed her eyes sharply.

"What you mean is that Lu Wanru is ostensibly the gold broker of Star Dream. In fact, she has been looking for newcomers for Mei Xin behind her back to drive their dirty industrial chain?"

Nan Xinliang nodded.

"Yes. Lu Wanru relied on her confused appearance and identity to make newcomers who had just entered the entertainment industry completely lose their direction. When they signed the 'deed of sale', they found that they had fallen into the abyss. ”

He sighed softly: "But at this time, it's too late." ”

Jin Shouzhi couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Nan PD also signed a star Z dream?"

No wonder Lu Wanru exploited and oppressed him so much, could it be that Nan Xinliang also fell into this trap?

"Not me. Nan Xinliang lowered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the deep sadness in his eyes, "The one who signed the contract was Zhongli, the third member of "Pure". ”

“...... Zhongli?" Jin Shouzhi gradually became confused, "Since it's not Nan PD, then why are you willing to be dominated by Lu Wanru?"

Nan Xinliang's lips were pale.

"Because, there are people waiting for money to save their lives. ”

Boom Boom –

Another thunderclap sounded, and the man with ten thousand lightning stingers couldn't open his eyes.

Nan Xinliang subconsciously raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly back to that day.

He dreamed of a day all over again.

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Ten years ago.

A record store.

There is a soothing rhythm in the horns, and the record stands are layered on top of each other. The décor is rustic, yet clean and tidy.

A small cold white hand suddenly raised high and took out one of the many records.

Although his face is immature, he can't hide the handsomeness in his eyebrows and eyes, and it's just like that at a glance.

"Boss, settle the bill, thank you. ”

Hearing this, a chubby middle-aged uncle came out from under the cashier, he took the record and looked at it, and stared at the little boy in front of him in surprise.

"Mike Jackson's record?" he pushed his round glasses, as if skeptical, "kid, are you sure you got it right?"

At this age, shouldn't you be watching the Pleasant Goat at home?

"This is what I want. His black and white eyes were crystal clear, with three points of indifference and alienation.

This raised his eyes made the record store owner stunned for a long time.

He glanced the boy up and down, as if he had thought of something.

"Oh, I know you!" he exclaimed, "You are the one who was on TV a few days ago, that 13-year-old genius singer, Nan Xinliang!"